While having dinner together at your house, suddenly Roger's phone rang. You saw the name 'Agnez' there.

"Answer it, your wife, right?" you said casually, walking to the kitchen to open a bottle of wine, pouring a little into your glass before tasting it.

Roger glanced at his phone, uninterested. He closed it before getting off his seat and reaching for the wine glass in your hand, drinking the remainder. His hand slipped to wrap your waist.

"Don't worry about that pest, darling."

He whispered in a deep and soft voice, then buried his face in your neck, enjoying his ex-wife's scent.